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Friday, March 10, 2017

Rafe is the first book in a spin off of my popular Carver
Brother's series, Heroes. This branch of the family tree is based in
Louisville, Kentucky. Like their Lexington cousins, they all drive Ford
vehicles and like spending time with close friends, family, and playing with
guns and explosives. :D All of them are military or former military, highly
possessive and devoted to their women. The Louisville Carvers are not all blood
brothers, but are brothers in the service. I think you'll enjoy them as much as
the Lexington Carvers.

Oh. One more thing. They bleed blue. No birds for this
bunch. I just want to point that out.

***NOTE***Men of Honor: Rafe is a NEW SPIN OFF
of the popular Heroes: The Carver Brothers series. Come see what the
wicked men of Louisville Kentucky are up to!

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In the dangerous world of drugs, things can turn deadly in an instant...

Amanda Livingston is stuck in a rut with her,boyfriend, Scott Dosser. Knowing
only that she'll never be the one to satisfy him, she doesn't suspect the true
evil lurking behind his sexy smile...until it's too late.

A battle with drug lords into human trafficking...

Former Navy SEAL, Rafe Carver, was trained to not miss details and something
about this couple seems...off. Instincts on high alert, Rafe digs to find the
truth. Which turns out to be more than even he bargained for. Rafe will stop at
nothing to keep naive Amanda alive preferably tucked safely between the sheets
of his bed.

Two strong wills collide...

Rafe thought the biggest danger was the cartel,little did he envision the
sultry Amanda, was as hard-headed and feisty as she was sexy. Convincing her of
the dangers surrounding proves most challenging of all and there isn't time for
error or argument. Surviving each may be even more tricky than outmaneuvering
the men after her.

EXCERPT:

The second she saw Scott, Amanda knew she was in trouble.
The expression on his face was one of utter fury.

"Not going anywhere, huh?" he accused. "Imagine my surprise when
you didn't return and I had to leave without you. Did you never think I'd
worry? It's just like I thought. You don't care about me at all. You were just
using me because you know I'm going somewhere with my career." Was he for
real?

"Yeah, well, being drugged so I can be sold to the highest bidder makes me
a tad skittish."

He gave her a looked filled with both righteous indignation and disgust.
"That's right. Make something dramatic out of your actions so everyone
feels sorry for you. The fact is you don't care about anyone but
yourself!"

The old Amanda would have backed down. Over the last few hours, however,
something had taken hold inside her, and she refused to be intimidated by her
old life. "I notice you didn't deny drugging me."

"Don't be ridiculous! You were drunk. Your own fault. I was at
my job. You know. Working for a living?"

"I'm not arguing with you, Scott. I know about Cortez and the drugs you
run with your real girlfriend. I know he thinks you lost a
shipment you were supposed to deliver, and I know you planned to pay him back
by selling me." Saying it hurt more than Amanda was expecting. "You
faked your affection for me. I was insurance the whole time in case something
went wrong." With her head clear and some good, strong coffee in her, she
could see it all so clearly now. With a scoffing laugh, she said, "That's
why you always wanted me to dress 'natural,' as you put it. No fancy clothes.
Leaving my hair down and loose. No makeup. You were parading me around to see
how much I was worth." Another thought occurred to her. "I supposed
that's why you never had sex with me, huh? A virgin would bring a higher
price."

For the first time in her two years with Scott Dosser, the man had nothing to
say. They'd started dating when she was twenty, her second year of college.
She'd confessed she'd never had sex before, but he hadn't seemed to mind. Had
professed to be glad of it. While she'd been eager to explore sex, he'd been
the one to insist they wait until they were married. Had said it would be that
much more special. In reality, he'd been preserving her virginity to gain a
higher price on the market. She wanted to be sick.

Just as she'd poised to take the lid off the rest of her coffee and throw it at
Scott, she spotted Rafe emerging from the fog. An avenging angel. Her angel.

Arms open wide, Rafe walked toward her in long, ground-eating strides. His
tall, imposing frame was a welcome sight indeed. "Amanda! I should have
known you'd migrate toward the caffeine." He never broke stride, just
walked up to her and took her in his big, strong arms, swinging her around so
that he was between her and Scott. Just as Scott stepped to the side to keep her
in his line of sight, Rafe pressed his mouth to hers.

She was so shocked, all she could do was cling to his broad, muscular
shoulders. The kiss seemed to brand her, body and soul. The simple act of
pressing his lips to hers became anything but simple. When he licked the seam
of her lips, she parted for him, letting his tongue delve into her mouth at
will. Sensations swamped Amanda. Dizziness swept her up, feeling much like the
alcohol of the night before. Which was when she realized she was hyperventilating.

When she pushed at Rafe's shoulders, he ended the kiss, setting her on her
feet, but not letting her step away from his body. "I missed you,
baby," he said in a low, seductive voice. "Come back with me. I'll
take you home later."

"Rafe?" She needed to look up at him. Even knowing he'd done this for
Scott's benefit, she still needed to see in his eyes that he hadn't been
affected by that kiss. Shame and mortification filled her, knowing this was all
an act. Still, she couldn't resist the magnetic pull of his gaze. With a deep
breath for courage, she looked up into his eyes. Heat blazed so hot it nearly
scorched her to the bones. Was that all an act too?

Rafe only grinned down at the shorter man. "She might have been yours at
the beginning of the night last night, but she's my woman now." Rafe raised
his chin a little, as if he were proud of the fact he'd just stated. "We
both saw you with your other girlfriend last night." He
made the term "girlfriend" sound childish and beneath him. Probably
because Scott had used the term to describe Amanda. "Necking in the wings?
That's a bit...amateurish, don't you think?"

Wow. The man already had Scott figured out. If anything could push his buttons,
being called an amateur would.

"You better watch your mouth, buddy! I might give you a surprise or
two."
Scott loved to taunt her with how he'd earned a black belt in karate. Claimed
he could hold his own in a fight and knew ways of hurting people she'd never
even dreamed about. Amanda had the feeling Rafe could handle anything Scott
wanted to dish out. As if on cue, Rafe urged her gently behind him to free up
his hands. Now, he lost his easygoing demeanor and faced Scott with an
expression so dark and menacing, her ex actually took a step backward before he
could stop himself.

"Let's get a couple things straight, comedy boy. You want no part of me.
You might think you do, but I guarantee you don't. Second,
Amanda is mine. I protect what's mine."

God, she loved hearing that! Maybe it was Rafe's larger-than-life appearance.
Maybe it was their kiss moments ago. Amanda had no idea which, but she wanted
this man for herself. Sure, he'd royally pissed her off, but he'd also done
everything in his power afterward to make her as comfortable as possible. Now,
her mind and heart had latched onto him, imprinting his persona on her very
being so that she knew no other man would ever do for her.

Erotic romance author by night, emergency room
tech/clerk by day, Marteeka Karland works really hard to drive everyone in her
life completely and totally nuts. She has been creating stories from her warped
imagination since she was in the third grade. Her love of writing blossomed
throughout her teenage years until it developed into the totally unorthodox and
irreverent style her English teachers tried so hard to rid her of. Now, she
breathes life into faeries, space hunters, werewolves, vampires, shapeshifters,
and a few just plane ole ordinary people. She loves to see the awkward, self-conscious
band geek get the captain of the football team and make him beg for it.